2001 School Magazine
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The taste of blood was fresh in my dry mouth and I could smell the burnt flesh of my friends and family People cried and screamed whilst others lay motionless, their bodies buried under the ruins of the city I had called home My once blonde hair, now thickly entangled with ash, clung to my scorched face I forced it aside to stare at the horrendous and barbaric effects of war
Knocked Down Proud With the tip of your wing you have brushed my lit in such o way Ihotl tremble Tremble with laughter. tremble with pain Tremble with knowledge that it won't touch again Yet brushed me it has - and the marks made the creases and impressions. engraved
Koiherine Hogorih 10Mockoy Classroom Writing
Another brick is laid down. the path so paved Carved in my body inscribed in my soul is the secret to live a life without toll The onesl know stand around, not a mouthis cheerin All standing. hands on hips, confident not fearing Human power in nature's will, uncontrollable forces innocent children and a thing that they lack, Thirsty for sunshine, the warmth on their back Some things are worth my life, like this sacrifice 1'11 inak To the children who don't know what it is to live, Don't know that if you give, you take I shall wave back at death, both hands flying. Only the knowing in my heart will stop my tired eyes c Stand strong and bold, be knocked down proud A satisfying performance, to please the crowd To speak with a mouth is easily done Use your wings to fly and the battle has been won
Anne stood still. eyes glazed with tears in the sweltering heat of the gloomy confined chamber. Shadows of the single prisoner-sized cell swarmed with vermin. The rats, almost heart-warming compared to the dank chilly stone chamber, darted from every nook and crevice towards the noise of a festival outside the barred gap in the wall - a window. The persistent, angry boom of the war cry songs echoed through the walls. Disco smoke seeped in from the cracks in the worn blocks of mildewed limestone and choked the once fresh a with its toxic incense
Lauren Smith 10Mockoy CIOssroom Work
Einin!e Wil 9 Gifuon
She ridon Beingys 10 Woolcock
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